Hare Ram

[Intro: Jae Millz] Check this out, baby I go by the name of If you don't know who I am, that's your problem, baby Young Money Cash Money Most hated til I die [?] Millz [?] Let me talk to these hoes, Tit Yeah Hahahah [?] Millz [?] [Verse 1: Jae Millz] When I hear this beat, first thing I think about is Players' Club Lisa Ray was a diamond, I thought I fell in love When she came out the seems like your ready How she was moving had me drewling and breathing hella heavy Now I make the girls drewl Now that girl a fool And I'm quick to tell her girl, you can bring your girl too If you only knew the type of shit your girl do Nigga she just tight with you, I bet I get that girl loose Fuck your clothes, take them off Seatbelt please, we taking off Put your ass back together, right after I break you off Tell your date the date is off You nervous, babe, I'll make the call Personally let him know how I'm a fuck you, make [?] Millzy [?] Slanging dope dick to these hoes for as long as I can remember Shout out to my big booty lil secret in the A She take my mind away I call her my escape Short stamina, I think not [?] one session equals two [?] I go hard like Khaled, Ye and T-Pain Make sure your covers is cum colored, so we don't leave stanes Young Money nympho, high off that Cali indo Bust it open for a real nigga, recognise a pimp, ho Matter fact, let's rap [?] for a second Don't worry 'bout your girl, my boy Tit about to step in [Verse 2: 2 Chainz] OK It was you, me and her and her and that girl Space age pimpin, she is out of this world Came up and [?] I bought some pussy I ain't like, I need a refund Yola in the pot, pop lock re-run We seen it all before, nigga, you a re-run And yeah we won, nigga you a [?] All yellow diamonds, looking like it got peed on And niggas know what we on, our weed strong Cold on a bitch, make her start sneezing Codeine big dawg, codeine withdraws Dropped two albums, going on my fifth car Just left the nerse, she diagnosed me with sick bars And gave me advice on how to keep my dick hard I'm jumping off the divingboard, when I'm in the [?] Flyer than a seagull, all I do is see [?] All in my [?], make her roll up me a cigar I have no apoligies, have no regards Duffle bag boys, Y.M. affiliated [?] Ben Franklin [?] Money on the floor, money on the table Money on the TV, I got money on the cable Titi 2 Chainz, chains look like cables Iceburg Slim, them bitches look like glaciers And nigga, I'm cool, nigga, is you cool? I'm with my nigga Jae Millz, and we acting a fool And I be on one two five [?] See all I eat is shrimp, [?] [?] watch, time out for you suckers And yeah I ball hard, like a nigga down in Ruckers Colege Park shawty, party hard, shawty I use a Glock 40 for a bodyguard, shawty [Verse 3: Gudda Gudda] Gudda! OK Hoes in the club, show [?] Mud in my cup, bitch, you know I'm poed up Press the button on the coupe, and watch the top fold up And the whip all black, like coffee Folgers Doughnuts in the parking lot, I don't show down, I show up and show out, and watch the hoes go nuts I know you probably thinking like nigga, so what? And it'd probably be the same nigga bitch that I fucked Nigga, what? I'm a grown man, nigga, grow up Before I pump your brakes and make a nigga slow up Show [?] I'm the meanest nigga spittin, so tough I say what niggas scared to, I'm calling no [?] No luck I'm a punish everything that I touch Acapella or beat, your girl I'm a bust No problem Down south nigga, but they love me up in Harlem Young Money, bitch, Millzy, we a problem Gudda!